A normal person might have taken offense, or better yet, gotten a clue that Therese wasn't the social type. Not Jakayla. to her, that was an invitation to delve deeper and see what the root of the problem was.
"Can't say that I've ever been called anyone's pet project before," she said, taking a dink. Not that that was entirely true, given that she had been someone's project, but things hadn't worked out the way he had tried to manipulate them into. "Nor do I believe it to be true, unless you know something that I don't." Fishing for information perhaps, but it did seem the most likely way of discovering things.
"Not caring, I can understand that. Dealt with that most of my career. One race doesn't care about something for one reason or another, and the next thing you know, everyone is all alone with difficulties in making alliances when it matters most. You get tied up in numbers and the way something looks on paper, and you lose the very thing that makes us human."